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I made a tough decision today. I know that a lot of people aren't going to agree with it. And in the process, I really hurt someone, and that doesn't feel good. But I know in my heart I did the right thing.

I have until March 28 to learn Old French. This would probably be easier if I knew modern French. I mean, I can sorta read it... But apparently I'm going to be transcribing a manuscript of Roman de la rose and learning as I go. Eep.

My birthday could not have been more fabulous. Thanks to all of you who sent birthday wishes my way.

Julie and I went shopping at Purple Passion and found a few very fun items. Then we went to a great restaurant with delicious lasagna.

On the train on the way back, an undergrad from my school was throwing up in a bag. It was her...
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Later, my friends, I will update with naughty pictures.

My life, though it would make a fascinating movie, kind of sucks as a life.

If I don't want to be watched, perhaps I shouldn't speak.

Alcohol plus Ativan equals drunken bonding with Julie's ex, followed by a hell of a hangover this morning.

It was a good night.

So depressed today and trying not to be jealous that Julie is spending time with her ex, who is visiting from Michigan.

I just feel shitty. I feel like I make everyone around me feel shitty because I'm so fucked up.

Add to my dubious list of "accomplishments" this: I was nearly at the center of a bar fight last night. Josh told me he loved me, I told him he's full of shit and started crying. Enter Julie, who asks what happened and gets really pissed when I tell her. She demanded that Josh explain himself. I'm not sure exactly what the two of them...
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Are you kids ready for more of the dramatic mess that characterizes my relationships with other human beings?

Talked to Josh last night. He informed me he's doing well on his own. I informed him that I'm happy for him, and I told him I'm seeing Julie. He was happy for me... or at least he claimed he was.

Proceed to the bar with a...
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Yesterday I got a call from Josh, who asked me to do him a favor. He was in the library and he wanted me to bring him some ibuprofen because he was worried he had thrown out his back.

I found him lying on the carpet in a third floor study room. After assessing the situation, we both decided he'd better go to the hospital....
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